it is not cold stares
that I breathlessly gave a chase
it was smiles and acceptance
but these slipped away
I still hung on
it was not slaps and blows
that I dreamed for
it was comfort and luxury
but I found myself in prison
I still hung on
it was not insults and rejection
that I wished for
it was love and tenderness
but I was banished from home
I still hung in
it was not poverty and calamity
that I worked for
it was for riches and wealth
but I my investment was grabbed and plundered
l still hung on
I still hung on
for hope never dies
should never die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it was not insults and rejection that I wished for it was love and tenderness... this is a nice piece of writing. thanks for sharing.